Qingzhou plays the world and leaves the human town. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The vast world of immortal cultivation is vast, in addition to immortal cultivators, there are hundreds of millions of mortals living in it, and the mortals who walk around multiply, eventually forming a huge foundation for immortal cultivators.

Mortals gathered together to form countless kingdoms, and some huge kingdoms knew the existence of immortal cultivators because of various interests, searched for heavenly and earthly treasures for immortal cultivators, and provided the source of immortal cultivators. Some countries have no use value because the land is small and barren, so they have become a playground for immortal cultivators.

Immortal cultivators are not all noble in character, and some have dark personalities, dangerous and easy to kill, because of their limited strength, they can't be powerful in the world of cultivating immortals, so they claim to be the king and hegemon in the human realm, and enjoy the pleasure of being high.

To put it bluntly, the mortals in the immortal cultivation realm are kept in captivity by immortal cultivators, and they are used to provide resources and population, and they really don't have much status.

The town where Qingzhou just left belongs to one of the small countries, this small country has no contact with immortal cultivators, but through the information spread in other countries, it is known that there are immortals, and from the king down, it has become a common practice to become monks.

Leaving the town, Qingzhou flew forward, the cultivation of immortals is vast and boundless, since the decision not to return to the East Pole for the time being, Qingzhou will travel to the cultivation of immortals, enjoy the infinite mountains and rivers of the beautiful scenery.

On this day, Qingzhou walked to the Phoenix Butterfly Valley, the butterfly here is extremely beautiful, it is said that there is a thin blood of the ancient phoenix, and the whole body has seven colors of phosphorescence, and it is beautiful to fly up and shine.

When the scorching sun is hanging high, the sun is shining all over the valley, and most of the butterflies in the valley stop on the trees, stones, flowers and plants, and the small half fly in the air, and the phosphorescence that shakes off marks a colorful streamer, as if it is a scene in a dream.

Qingzhou looked at the beautiful elf-like phoenix butterfly, and sighed in his heart that the creation was magical, how could such a magnificent scene be seen in the mortal world.

Suddenly, a trace of danger flashed through his heart, and after Qingzhou broke through the foundation, his innate divine consciousness sprouted a wonderful ability, and occasionally flashed the ability to advance against danger, and this time he appeared.

Qingzhou retreated, only to see the butterflies in the valley began to stir, the butterflies that were originally perched on the rocks, trees and grass, flapped their wings wildly, and in an instant the whole valley was filled with butterflies, these butterflies circled and flew, forming a huge seven-colored ball.

With a "boom", the huge colored ball formed by the phoenix butterfly burst open, and the originally weak butterfly shot like a sword, and hundreds of seven-colored streamers flew straight in front of Qingzhou.

The phoenix butterfly is an ordinary flying insect, except for its gorgeous appearance, it has no lethality, but Qingzhou didn't dare to touch it, because the scene in front of him was too weird, and it was obvious that someone was manipulating it behind it.

Qingzhou stabbed out with a sword, dividing hundreds of sword shadows, and at the same time stabbing into the salvo of streamers, under the sharp sword qi, the phoenix butterfly suddenly exploded, and a colorful powder appeared in the air.

A wind trick was used, and a whirlwind rose in front of Qing Zhou, blowing away the powder that filled his eyes, and his brows were already furrowed.

Just now, the flying sword stabbed the phoenix butterfly, and Qing Zhou suddenly felt that at the moment when the tip of the sword touched, the originally vigorous phoenix butterfly suddenly became lifeless, as if it had died before it was stabbed, and when hundreds of phoenix butterflies were stabbed by the flying sword, countless dead air scurried through the air.

A trace of black qi floated on Qing Zhou's face, and the dead qi sneaked away, already quietly invading the body.

Dead qi is the ominous qi left behind by living creatures after death, because the laws of heaven and earth are limited, dead qi cannot stay for a long time, and will be slowly purified by the sun.

"Hahaha, with life turning into death, life and death are inseparable, how does my move infernal soul sword taste?"

A monk appeared, dressed in a silver robe and wearing a silver mask that covered his head and face, leaving only two eye holes.

The monk walked slowly, penetrating through the many phoenix butterflies, surrounded by seven-colored streamers, and slowly walked out of the valley, his hands tied behind his back, unable to see how he had just made a move.

"Infernal Soul Sword?, it sounds good, in my opinion, it is somewhat similar to the forbidden spell Dead Soul Technique of Bailing Palace, Bailing Palace advocates nature, is close to all things, and hates the magic of mutilating living beings, you deliberately changed the face of the Dead Soul Technique, the purpose is to conceal your identity,. If my guess is correct, your Excellency is a monk from the Hundred Spirits Palace, right?"

After Qingzhou finished speaking, the silver-robed monk laughed, clapped his hands and praised, "From now on, the foundation building period figures of the Seven Great Sects have a place for you Qingzhou, that's right, I am a monk of Bailing Palace, but my real name is inconvenient to tell, this time I came not for anything else, but for your life." ”

"Oh, the Ren family's reward is so rich?" Qing Zhou frowned, he didn't care about the pursuit of the first dozen times, but the monk in front of him made an extraordinary move, so he was cautious.

"It's not worth mentioning to the Jindan Zhenren, but it's enough for us Foundation Building Cultivators to cultivate to the Jindan stage. The silver-robed monk said.

"In that case, there's no need to talk nonsense, let's do it!"

The Qingzhou flying sword flashed and disappeared in place.

The silver-robed monk's eyes closed, and the phoenix butterflies in the valley were billions of dollars, and they immediately flew around the silver-robed monk as if they were pulled by silk threads, instantly submerging the silver-robed monk's figure, and enveloping the green asis that the sword flew in.

A sword light suddenly penetrated the entire group of phoenix butterflies, Qingzhou broke out of the trap, the dead air on his face deepened a little, countless phoenix butterflies in the butterfly group danced, and there was no trace of the silver-robed monk at all, and every time he assassinated a phoenix butterfly, the dead air around him was a little stronger, and in the end he could barely support it.

"Come and don't be rude, it's time for me to make a move!"

The silver-robed monk's voice came from the flock of phoenixes, and the source flickered left and right, apparently moving rapidly, making it impossible to discern his position.

The big ball of phoenix butterflies spun, branching out into a long group of phoenix butterflies, and rushed towards Qingzhou.

Qingzhou pushed forward with both hands, and a four-petaled fire lotus flew out, and the phoenix butterfly turned into a spark before it could get close, and then scattered into ashes.

The flock of phoenixes flew non-stop, and these phoenixes were controlled, rushing forward regardless of life and death, and were burned to ashes by the huge firepower of the four-petaled fire lotus.

The four colors of fire flickered continuously, and the flame lotus flower composed of it was steadily suspended in the air, and the colorful phoenix butterflies flew desperately, burning into ashes before they came into contact with the fire lotus, as if the sparks were desperately thrown into the fire lotus.

Looking at the gorgeous and poignant scene in front of him, the words "moths to the fire" surged in Qingzhou's heart, and the spectacular beauty of life

Stay in his heart.

"It's time to finish. ”

Qingzhou's wrist trembled, and the four-petaled fire lotus flew out and fell towards the huge group of phoenix butterflies, and suddenly the group of phoenix butterflies was like a set of cotton balls that were ignited, starting from the edge, countless phoenix butterflies spontaneously combusted without wind and turned into sparks.